©ecoiifc part of -- Trumpets continually founding fo melodioufly, that they could not lleep, and yet they received as much Refrefhing, as if they flept their Sleep never fo foundiy. Mere' alfo all the Noife of them that Walked in the Streets, was, More Pilgrims are come to Town. And another would anfwer, faying, And fo many went over the Water, and were let in at the Golden Gates to day. They would cry again, There is now a Legion of Shining Ones juft 'come to Town : By which, we know, that there are more Pilgrims upon the Road; for here they come to wait for them, and to comfort them after their Sorrow. Then the Pilgrims got up, and walked too and fro: But how were their Ears now filled with Cceleftial Villons ? In this Land they heard nothing, faw nothing, felt nothing, fmelt nothing, tafled no¬ thing that was offensive to their Sto¬ mach or Mind} only when they tafted Death bitter 0f the Water of the River, over to the Flejh, which they were to go, they thought but fweet t* that tafted a little bitterijh to the Pa- ihe Soul. late, but it proved fweet when it was down. In this Place there was a Record kept pf the Names of them that had been Pilgrims of Old, and a Hiftory of all the famous A&s that they had done. It was here alfo much difcour- De$th hath fed, How the River to fome has its its Ebbings and Flowings, and what Ebbings it has had Flowings like while others have gone over. It has the Tide. been in a Manner dry for fome, while ic has overflowed its Banks for 1 others.